Chapter 1793: I met the emperor – THE MING DYNASTY”S PRODIGAL SON – Light Novel
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Chapter 1793: I met the emperor
All the way to the north, countless farms are dotted.
Occasionally, there will be some farmers who built simple villages with wood. There are about seven or eight people in a family. Don’t look at the simple villages, but the owners here are often thousands of acres of land nearby. Holders.
Thousands of acres of land, in many places, can be called landlords, even in Frangji, it is by no means an ordinary class, but here is just the simplest farmer.
They have often raised some cows and horses, and pig houses are also indispensable. The pigs imported from Tuntianwei have long been loved by most farmers.
There are about four or five laborers in the family.
Women feed horses and pigs, while men farm.
The emperor’s walk is to the north of the lake, bringing tens of thousands of ministers, eunuchs, palaces, guards, and immigrants who have fled to settle here, reclaiming the land, and ramming it out with earth. A city with a radius of ten miles.
The house of Zhu Youzhan is just a little bigger than ordinary people.
Although Fang Jinglong sent some tributes, Zhu Youzhan gave most of the things to the people on the left and right.
The ministers who came along were wailing at first, but people are like that. At first, they felt precarious on the ship, just thinking they could survive. After seven or eight months of sailing, Upon reaching the land, they felt like they were not dead.
This is the case for people. After experiencing the pain of sailing, they slowly begin to adapt to the environment. Even if the emperor’s gift is limited, everything needs to start again, settle down, and settle down. I took my family and cultivated some land for writers, and I gradually got used to it.
The weather here is significantly colder.
To the south is a dock on a lake where you can fish, and to the north is a piece of arable soil.
Emperor Hongzhi gets up early every morning and walks around.
At first, it was impossible to review memorials, which made Emperor Hongzhi very uncomfortable.
But slowly, he got used to such a slow-paced life.
And Xiao Jing is getting older, his body is rickety, and in this climate, he has to walk with a stick!
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At this time, the sky is already snowing.
People have gradually gotten used to the weather here. Most of the time, people still hide in their houses and cook charcoal fires.
Here, coal stoves are not popular, and people don’t like to burn coal for heating.
There are many trees nearby, so there are merchants who cut wood and build kilns to burn charcoal. This charcoal is very popular.
These former princes generally believe that the smell of coal is not as good as charcoal. The most important thing is that this is their last point. Only in this way can they not forget their original noble identity.
The upper emperor will take people to the rammed-earth tower for a walk.
His body is tightly wrapped, his hair and beard are white, and he is battered by the cold wind. His face is full of wrinkles, but he has a pair of divine eyes. When his eyes fall in the direction of Daming, he always ponders for a long time.
After all, there are too many things that cannot be spared.
Xiao Jing is on the side, although he is old, but at this time, he is always in a hurry. Whenever the strong wind blows away the corners of the Emperor’s clothes, Xiao Jing always fears that the cold will invade the Emperor’s body, causing The illness came, so he stroked it on this side and covered it on the other side.
“The emperor, it’s not early.”
The emperor nodded his head, and then his eyes fell on Xiao Jing: “The urgent report sent yesterday, I wonder if the thick photos will come. See me.”
Xiao Jing looked worried.
He knows very well why the emperor came to the Golden Continent. The emperor hopes to hand over his power to his son as soon as possible, so that his son will be tempered for life. Not only that, he will bring these old princes and ministers to the Golden Continent. It also made the new emperor less resistance.
Xiao Jing has no sons, but he has been in contact with the emperor for a long time, but he understands better than anyone else the truth of pitiful parents in the world.
Only the news came yesterday, and the emperor actually came to the Golden Island. This
the emperor’s question, Xiao Jing did not dare to answer.
Emperor Hongzhi smiled instead: “Xiao Banban, what are you afraid of? Are you worried that I am upset?”
“The slave and the slave thought” Xiao Jing only said half a sentence.
Emperor Hongzhi said: “Since I am in the Zen position, I do not intend to take care of how the world is governed by Hou Zhao. My children and grandchildren have the blessings of their children and grandchildren. This is not something I can manage. Not to mention my details. Thinking about it, I am not very smart after all, but Houzhao, what I have done over the years shows that he is smart and wise, and with the assistance of Fang Jifan and others. Even if he is fooling around, he must be restrained. Zhou, if you want to come, they must have arranged something.”
Xiao Jing listened to the emperor’s words, and he was immediately relieved, he was afraid that the emperor would ruin his body.
Emperor Hongzhi smiled again: “Hou Zhao is my son. Without my protection, the well-being of thousands of subjects in this world will be weighed on him. Sometimes I feel distressed. But there is no other way to feel distressed. He was born in the house of the emperor. This is his fate. I believe he will not insult his ancestors.”
Xiao Jing quickly said: “The emperor said that, It is in one word. Observing the details, the servants admire them very much.”
After the emperor Hongzhi said, he tightened his fox fur cloak and started to walk down the tower.
At this time, some people came up to the tower panting and stumbled: “The emperor, the emperor, the emergency report, the emergency report, the emergency report from New Qingdao.”
Up The emperor smiled and looked around and said, “It seems that my dragon is about to set off.”
He stretched out his hand, but he trembled.
The dull years in the Golden Island have made his heart become quiet. But at this moment, it seems that his own flesh and blood has made waves in his heart again.
He took a deep breath, took the emergency report, and opened it gently.
His eyes are already a bit blurred, and he can’t really see it, so Xiao Jing hurriedly went up and wanted to help the emperor read it out.
Xiao Jing was about to open his mouth with a smile on his face, but he froze as soon as he opened his mouth.
So in the wind and snow, I became extremely embarrassed.
The upper emperor frowned when he saw Xiao Jing doing this, so he rubbed his eyes hard to distinguish the words in the emergency report.
The call sign of wind and snow.
The upper emperor also fell into deathly silence.
The emperor appoints Fang Jifan as the regent, surpasses the kings, and governs the military affairs of the Golden Island.
Xiao Jing’s expression becomes miserable. He raised his head and carefully looked at the emperor, but the emperor fell into Thoughtful.
I haven’t spoken for a long time.
The weather was really cold, bitterly cold, but at this time, Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan finally arrived.
Having rushed all the way, it was unavoidable to be tired, but Zhu Huzhao looked extremely urgent.
Entering the city non-stop, then looking at the emperor’s palace, he sniffed.
How magnificent the Daming Palace is, and how prosperous and noisy the capital is, but here
you can’t cry.
But Zhu Hou looked at his eyes at the moment, as if he had entered the wind and snow, and wanted to rub it.
Fang Jifan looked around, and finally he couldn’t help sighing: “Hey, this place, I never thought that the emperor was so miserable. It is better to be in the south, and the minister will build a longevity palace for the emperor.”
Well, think about it carefully. It seems that in this sparsely populated place, a palace is built on purpose, and the cost will not be recovered in all likelihood. Fang Jifan feels as if he is overexcited.
Outside, hundreds of officials have been here to greet them. These people who came here are all wrapped up in strict, and they are covered in official robes of their respective ranks outside, still wearing wings on their heads. Hats, at this time one after another fell.
“The minister has seen your majesty, long live my emperor.”
Zhu Huzhao discovered that some of these were old acquaintances, including Liu Jian.
Liu Jian is old and wrinkled. When he saw Zhu Houzhao at this time, he couldn’t help tears in his eyes.
Zhu Houzhao said: “Where is the emperor?”
“The emperor is in the hall, your majesty, please enter the hall with the regent.” Liu Jian replied.
Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan looked at each other.
The three characters for the regent came out of Liu Jian’s mouth, so naturally it had no meaning.
Fang Jifan couldn’t help taking a deep look at the simple palace. He didn’t know whether it was fear, anxiety, or excitement and joy of reunion.
The two entered the hall one after another.
I saw an old man sitting by the charcoal fire, trembling slightly, adding charcoal to the charcoal brazier.
As soon as Zhu Houzhao saw this person, he immediately bowed down: “I have seen my father!”
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